Knowing that it'll take at least three days before the ship reaches orbit I have plenty of time to check out some other stuff that I might not be able to do if I decide to masquerade as a normal human. Before any of that though, I had to see what all this effort rewarded me with, aside from the abundance of energy I now had. First of all, I could make geealers with the mind-rape effect that makes them see me as a messiah. I'd have to alter that if I ever want to use it so they don't see other Tyranids like that too and only me. For now, that was good to have as a pn, well 'X', in case I want to get information out of someohe slow corrupting and indoation that geealers tend to prefer isn't something I'd like to do. Not from a purely moral standpoint, it took geions for the corruption to spread. I didn't have time like that, the gaxy would soon desd into hell, Primarchs would start popping up and the Silent King would start reassembling the Ne Dynasties. Spendiuries turning a single p onto my side was a waste. I could maybe ge some of these effects, the mental part of turning someoo a geealer could be induced with Biokinesis if I got good enough at it and I was sure I could just use energy to make separate beings from myself. Up until now, that was out of the question, I had no idea how to mold their neural pathways so they'd stay loyal to me and only me ... but now. Still ging an already existing person would be better, es and manufactured beings barely had souls. Hmm, but if they have miniscule souls I wouldn't have to worry about demonic stuff. Ah, so much to think about. On a purely biological point, I could now replicate the Patriarch's form which was simir to a Broodlord, rge, strong, and well-armored. It wasn't a heaven-defying upgrade like the Lictor reviously and the two forms decidedly didn't bine well, one fog on flexibility and stealth while the other on tankiness and pure strength. The added versatility to my toolkit was wele though, just like the instinctive uanding of how to form a broodmind. It was a of stant telepathiunicatio up like a pyramid of set hierarchy. I didn't know how I'd use it yet but I k would be useful iure, I could use it like battle meditation from Star Wars, setting up a stant el of private unication in a battle to let batants work together seamlessly for example. The psychic field it deployed was an iing find, it her neural receptors all around its body and the exhaled gaseous energy was directed and sehrough those. I could make some iing things with that, just the ability to sense energy so clearly in my viity would be useful. That Geiipution instinct I got would need a lot of work, I could tell it wasn't a real manipution of geid more like a geic virus that went through the victim and altered their geo fit the Tyranid geter. If I wao make anything other thaealer with it I'd o work on it but even now I could tell that CRISPR-cas9 geing we had ba the 2nd millennium was like a child's toy pared to the masterpiece this thing was. It was fast ag and caused an immediate mutation in the victim to fit the ged gehe fact that this was the only way the Hive Mind used the virus was signifying how alien it was, if I could make it spread easily between ied people the effect would be massive. With that, I've cluded my revision. All powers I've knowo have have been assimited. Do they have any loot though? They did, not that I could think of a reason to take a Leman Russ battle tank with me through the tunnels and up to the surface but the thing was impressive. Somewhat reminded me of the time I saw a Tiger tank in a ww2 museum, kind of pathetic that I could pare our historical tanks with this sidering 20 thousand years passed between the creation of the two. Where were my hover tanks? These fuckers had hover-bikes but couldn't make hover tanks, I was disappoio say the least. It looks ugly too. Whatever, I was tempted to take meltas and grenades from the stock of ons these guys had but I decided not to. I was going to be meeting a human ship crew in a few days and appearing armed to the teeth in military-grade onry wasn't the best first impression. I wasn't any less deadly without the either so it wasn't much of a loss. I was gaining headway on abs memories too, with the addition of telepathy into my toolkit it was much easier but I'd still have to test and perfect it before I could eat targeted memories or even all of them. Right now it came through in fragments, without any text of when or where the memory took pbsp;It ain, to be ho, but the ability to just take whatever I wanted out of the mind of my dead enemies was too good to pass up. Let's see, what else do I o do before the meeting? I checked out the rooms the astropathic choir was supposedly housed in and found the pce as a molten sg. I guess the demons held a grudge or didn't want any distress signals or messages to leave the p and something simir happeo all of the Meicum bases I found. Despite my dislike towards the teophile priests I tried figuring out how their cyberiterfaces work, they had something like a super sci-fi i if I remembered correctly called the Noosphere and I really wao get a e to it. As, the cyberiterface was more plex than I thought and I knew anything that could create a liween the brain and a mae would be plex as hell but I still uimated it. I had to begrudgingly accept that tech priests were actually knowledgeable and intelligent stists even if calling them that felt wrong. Stists researched and strived to i and push teology forward while these guys worshipped toasters and lit inse as a way to make maery work. The only reason I somewhat liked the blue fish people was that they actually ied stuff and had futuristic teology, I already khat I'd have a bst stealing all of their knowledge from them. Nes were stagnant, like most other fas but their tech was the apex of what tech could be so it was fivable. When you had stuff that atomized your enemies and dimensional teleportation tech you could take a break from advang further, though 60 million years was still a bit too mubsp;Having phase-bdes makes up for their shortings, gotta get one of those. After I finished daydreaming about all the ted knowledge I was going to steal from various people I got bato the present. There were still things that needed doing and time was running out as I stood around like a moron in this damp and dark cave. My pose shifted and in the moment, I was gone, pushing my newly donated muscles to the limit without needing to spend energy to heal them. I felt the wind on my face despite there being zero air movement down here, my white hair flowed in the air like a cape behind me as I let my lips shift into a grin. A normal human couldn't even see me if I ran into them at this speed. I'd need Eldar samples to push my speed further but it was already far beyond human, even calling it superhuman was a stretch. pario humans was just ie to describe me. I could murder them without an effort before and after the upgrade just the same. I was now on my way to rectify a previous mistake, I didn't know how but I fot about the mutant societies living under hive-cities until retly when on my hunt for the geealers I sensed a few of them still stalking through the uy. Plus pgues, how could I fet biological warfare? I could replicate anything anic, that included parasites, iions, bacteria, and viruses of any kind. What better pce to collect the worst of those than the uy rampant with mutants, pgues, and everything else people would want tet? With all the extra sensory ans and nerves I've impnted into my human form finding the track of some mutants wasn't even a challenge. I appeared on a higher railing, looking down on the male mutant currently drinking from a water source I'd rather not describe the quality of. Scales covered parts of his skin and his head looked like you stopped a were-wolf from transf halfway through, the bones were somewhere between a id and a human skull but the skin was entirely human which made him look so hideous that it was almost impressive sidering it came from a tentacle monster such as myself. I'm grateful, smooth snow white tendrils are elegant unlike whatever this thing is. I was already tilting forward, almost letting myself fall on top of him to end his miserable life when I had a thought. Wasn't this a good opportunity to get used to fighting in this form? Rather than the Lictor one where it was instinctive. I o myself as II kicked myself away silently from my perch, ung my body straight at him like an arrow. I formed a dagger as long as my forearm out of Lictor boerial and made it as sharp as I could. My dagger struck first, sinking wrist deep into his shoulder before my knees bore into his back. He was easily knocked over from the ford I nded on his back without much trouble from me, his spine had some trouble oher hand, most evidently that my right knee impacted in so hard that it snapped. I tore my wrist along with the makeshift dagger out of him, rending his right arm off along with most of his shoulder but I didn't let him reorient himself. He screamed in pain in one moment a silent in the , my dagger buried into his deformed head. I stood up, wing a little as my soft skin was torn in pces and I had to restitch it. I didn't find any biological material I could repce human skin with so I had to settle for reinf it with my current knowledge of biology. Unfortunately, Tyranids, who ated for that knowledge, had no care for aesthetically pleasing skin. Tendrils extended from my fiips and ehe mutant corpse, it looked like a white co o fully covered him. I pulled it and the co stricted, eating at his skin, flesh, scales and ans. The thing colpsed upon itself into a small ball before even that was absorbed. Nothing too good but he was resistant to a bunch of ugly things, first and foremost: radiation.